Last week four of my friends and I boarded a plane to Mexico. No big deal.
Actually it was a plane to Houston for a 5 hour layover and then we boarded a plane to Mexico.
And of course we started vacation off right: mimosas at the airport. Those 5 hours flew by with all of us catching up, telling stories, and plotting our trip's theme song. Somehow it ended with us toasting to Meghan, Meggie & Dana PRing Chicago...and Kristi and I agreeing to "fun run" the Monumental FULL if the girls achieved this goal. Let's just say we were on our fifth mimosa...not sure that bet is legit.
After customs, checking into our incredible (all-inclusive) resort we grabbed some food and explored the grounds. There were 5 restaurants, a sushi bar, a spa and over 5 bars. Mmmkay, that'll do.
Senioritas
We spent the evening on the pool deck unwinding from our long travel day and out of the blue some man came right up to us to inform us they were releasing baby sea turtles at the shore. We left our drinks and ran as fast as our flip flops would allow and stood in line to wait for our instructions. Each one of us were handed a baby turtle and allowed to name them and set them free. Mine was Yertle. And he crawled his little fins off into the ocean. Picture is pretty dark because flash wasn't allowed. Released them at night so as to give them the best opportunity to make it without being eaten by seagulls. Meggie and I were all in tears as it was so moving. And a few were not in tears because their baby turtles were not moving :(
The first morning we all woke very early (which progressively got later as the week went on). Dana, Meghan & Meggie went for a run while I did a little traveling wod in the gym (while all the treadmillers looked at me like I had three heads...have they never seen one arm dumbell snatches?...weird). We all met on the beach for a wod (Cindy shortened to 10 mins) and made sure to get in beach handstand photos. I'm in love with this pic...
This became our daily routine: wake up for a workout, change into swim suits, grab brunch, then hit the pool. Spend the entire day at the pool. Head back to our rooms, rest, clean up, dinner, then party. It was all very organic, our routine. Not once did we have to discuss what to do and when. Everything just fell into place. And it felt so good.
Day 1 at the pool. Perfect weather.
We slid our lounge chairs into the pool (below) and quickly learned that it was waaaaayyyyy too hot to lay out. I'd say 90% of the time we were in the water.
One of my fave pics. The fist of three full days in this pool.
And ish got cray. Real fast.
Night one we spent having dinner at the resort. Casual. Spent some time at the bar and then at the beach at night. Four of us stayed up until 3am or so in our room playing games and being silly...while one of us tuckered out early (not naming names).
Day two started with a very long chipper wod that included beach relays & ocean sprints among other typical CF moves. Was a tough one but also so surreal to be wod'ing in Cancun.
Again we had spectacular weather. Couldn't have asked for better, in fact.
Pool time every day was my favorite as it started off with hysterical laughter and always made its way into very deep topics. We literally laughed and cried in that pool so much and those are hours and days I won't soon forget. We bonded something fierce.
Resort was Aqua Live: all-inclusive, adult only, 8 pools and unlimited fun. Wasn't too bad to look at, either.
Bellied up poolside
It is important (for my parents and husband) to know that we did break for lunch and sunscreen application. No one got "December 30th'd". No bad burns (until the last day, more on that later). I was more trusted to apply SPF to backs than others...I'm a mom, so I get the little details. Ha!
This evening we ventured off the resort grounds and into downtown Cancun. Our van taxi was equipped with a light and sounds show that knocked our socks off. It was very random but that was the theme of the night as we'd soon learn.
We sat VIP (read: bottle service and security) at a large, open-air dance club. People-watched the strip while local mariachi band members danced with us. Had a stalker. I could go on with the randomness. We danced the night away until we were all drenched. It was amazing.
#likeaboss
Shot, shot, shot, shot, shot, shot, shot! Yeah, I learned that song...can't believe I'd never heard it before. I also did not take this shot. Mama knows her limits.
Day 3 at the pool started a little later than normal as we all slept in quite late. We skipped our workouts and opted for some hair-of-the-dog to start the day. Let it be known that we spent 9 full hours in the pool. No breaks for lunch (Alejandra delivered it to us with our drinks). Little SPF reapplication (I still have the recovering sunburned lips to prove it). Loads of fun. Meggie gave everyone their eulogy (sometimes more than once). There was more laughs and many more tears.
We ventured into the infinity pool that was typically the destination of all the honeymooners. When we showed up the mood changed from make-out mode to Perfect-Stranger-Invasion complete with photo sessions.
And here is where the handstands started. In the water. Complete with lessons. I always wanted to be a synchronized swimmer and this was the closest I'll ever get.
That evening was a little fuzzy, as the 9 hours in the pool took their toll. No pictures were taken and I'm pretty sure I was in bed early. We went out with a bang, that's for sure.
Leaving was bitter sweet, as I wanted to get back home to my lovies (with whom I face-timed every day...love technology!) yet I didn't want this amazing experience to end. It was so cathartic for me. Lots of processing things I've been going through. And this group of girls truly wanted to dig deeper and get to the bottom of every one of our issues. Engaging and supportive. Safe. I left Mexico with weight lifted off my shoulders and fresh perspective. And some amazing friendships were forged even deeper.
Cancun, thank you for one of the best vacations of my life!
